How does Monday morning make you feel? Wake up, get out of bed and get to work … even if you don’t want to. Click the play button below to brighten the start of your work week up a bit.
I love it! And I do LOVE Mondays! This clip reminded me of the days when I would skip school with my friends. We never knew where we would land, but we absolutely knew it would be a great ride!
I was always one of those goody-goodies who never missed a day of school (I LOVED school), but my job … I know I could be doing something less mind-numbing. I start to get the dread about now, Sunday nights.
I have been there 15 years and am so entrenched I would lose money by going somewhere else. And while thinking about early retirement, it is all about the money.
I have updated my resume, looked elsewhere, and I, slowly, have come to the conclusion I am lucky to have a job at all. People are dropping out of the workforce in droves and not by choice. So I save and save and live very simply. My boyfriend works six days a week. We both are scared.
This is not what I thought where I would be by now. I’m not whining. This is the reality I have faced.
I am teaching myself Spanish and doing upkeep on my French. Busy brain, happy brain. Work is where my brain goes to slowly die.
ki b, you will think I am crazy but I had worked in the same job for too long to quit because of the loss of money going somewhere else. One day I hid in my office and cried my make-up off and took a pain pill to relieve the pain in my back and the tension in the neck muscles. I went home, crunched some numbers and decided that I may not travel to all of the places I have put on hold in order to keep working but I will be able to make it to some of the places. I have also explored some less exotic areas; maybe just as fascinating.
I am one of the lucky ones. My company will pay a large part of my medical insurance premiums. I think that is one of the largest expenses an early retiree has to deal with. Also, I had paid my house off early. That is an investment to me since my husband also did the same thing.
You are very smart to learn Spanish. I love your “Busy brain, happy brain”. And I do relate to “work is where my brain goes to slowly die”.
Dabney—I don’t think you are crazy at all. I think you are pragmatic. I have cried in the restroom stall a few times; I try to pick a floor where no one will be there. It is a large company; at times my fellow employees feel like they have been swallowed up.
I have been warned that a lot of the jobs will be outsourced. I wish they just would tell us WHEN instead of leaving that dagger hanging over our heads. It is cruel to leave employees thinking “work very hard, but we cannot guarantee your job will be here in another year.”
ki b —-I know what you mean. I had worked for the company a total of 20 years. I was facing termination of my position anyway because of a lost contract. I just couldn’t go on for 2 more years as it played out. The younger nurses can always find jobs in our city. There is still a nurse shortage here. However, people in other careers haven’t been so lucky. That is why the news of a new Volkswagen plant has been like a shot of adrenaline for so many . The forecasts are that for the 2,000 jobs the plant will supply there will be a stimulation of approx. 14,000 jobs eventually. It really gives me hope for the economy in our area and hopefully, as Liz Peek has indicated, we will see this happening in other areas of the country. I worked for a very large company and they have been kind to us. The first ones facing termination were informed 90 days prior and encouraged to apply for other jobs in the company. The nurses won’t have much of a problem but the other personnel may find it difficult. I hope they all fair well. They were a great bunch to work with.
ki b ……………. I never thought of those who “never missed a day of school” as “goody-goodies”. On the days that I would cut class, I saw it as a public service for the greater good ….. lord knows I would have been troublesome if I had to endure another lecture on the art of Home Economics! I did learn how to make Apple Chunk Pancakes though!
Linda—What I meant was, I loved school. It was my escape and refuge. When college graduation rolled around I wanted to continue, but I had worked my way through and I did not want to take on any more loans right then. Through the years I have started and restarted my Masters many times over, in different cities, in strange places where I knew no one but knew I loved a classroom.
At my graduation, under a hot sun, people were passing around boxes with fortune cookies and joints, which I found poetic. Mellow out and see the fortune your four years bought. Mine said I would have a great adventure. I ate the cookie.
ki b …….. thank you for the delightful expressions. I am a firm believer in “eating the cookie”, because in the end, “the ride” is what brings us to where we find ourselves today! A dear friend, who has since passed, used this phrase in his advertisements for his bankruptcy law practice ….. “Life is short, so let’s enjoy the ride”!
Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday Monday, can’t trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how yould cou leave and not take me.
Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin’ all of the time
Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Every other day, every other day,
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
You can find me cryin’ all of the time
Monday Monday, …
The Mamas & The Papas
Linda - I too was a master school skipper. As a matter of fact…. at the high school I actually graduated from (shocking and probably because they were sick of me) you could miss two weeks before they started auto flunking you. I never showed up until the second week of class!
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